Some dreams we sacrifice
To enable fruition of another
As time takes it toll on some lofty dreams
Perhaps we tend to amend them
And what becomes of those dreams?
And those souls who dared to dream them?
And to all the work, the sweat, and the many tears
Were they too all for naught? No, not for naught!
For as dreams are amended, sacrificed or re-defined
The dreamer becomes wiser
Knowing when to amend, sacrifice and re-define
Not only the dreams but themselves as well
But never does the dreamer cease to dream
Thank you fro a wonderful poem.
My very best
Chris
Dream On - Many Do Come True!
nice work, Karen.....
Art Sun...
Fee
Love,
Eileen
Kathy
Exquisitely penned; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( (feeling sad today)
Regis